A warning to wives: or, The platonic lover, by the author of 'Cousin Geoffrey'.





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第 219 頁 - Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver, But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river ; Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran.
第 235 頁 - Take her up tenderly — Lift her with care! Fashioned so slenderly — Young, and so fair!
第 103 頁 - In this state, as we are told by one who well knew the perversities of human nature, " trifles light as air Are confirmations strong As proofs of Holy Writ." Hence it is not to be wondered at, if certain recent events in our Church, of considerable importance in themselves, have had that importance greatly magnified, have been viewed with eyes which could not help discolouring and distorting them, and have produced an excitement far beyond their real significance.
第 219 頁 - Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran, Over the brink of it ; Picture it— think of it, Dissolute man! Lave in it, drink of it, Then, if you can.
第 235 頁 - Still, for all slips of hers, One of Eve's family — Wipe those poor lips of hers Oozing so clammily. Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses; Whilst wonderment guesses Where was her home? Who was her father? : Who was her mother? Had she a sister?
第 308 頁 - ... of the Fernleighs. The young girl little knew with what a strong effort of self-control he restrained his deep joy at having her home again ; she little knew how restlessly and anxiously he had looked out for her coming, and waited and listened for her ; she knew not that she was the joy of his heart and the delight of his eyes ; she had not yet learnt what a warm, loving heart was hidJen by that cold, grave manner.